Dawn.
The time I love most.
Both of us were still lying on the bed.
Mummy sayang my face and said, “How oh?”
“What how?”
“When I go back.”
“Nothing one mah. Iris is also alone in UK what.”
“That’s different. She’s got housemates.”
“I also got what. Ducky is my housemate.”
I lifted Ducky and pointed it to Mummy.
She laughed.
Today I got bitten by my shoes.
A new pair of shoes. White. I like.
But it was only 10 in the morning and it started to pain. I’ve got to wear it until it doesn’t bite anymore. It bites now because it’s new.
So I pretend to walk like it doesn’t hurt from my desk up to the pantry and then hop my way to the toilet from there because no one can see me there.
Had a short tea break with the girl sitting in front of me. I shared with her the 2 slices of chocolate cake and a slice of carrot cake that I brought.
We talked about “Open Season”. The rabbits, the bear, Elliot, the “buddy” porcupine.
Sometimes I feel like she’s my sister.
This morning I discovered that my slippers above have been stolen away. Makes no sense to me. I’ve got other nicer shoes out there waiting to be stolen but this fella took my army slipper. I also don’t know why.
And I like that slippers a lot. Got it only for RM10.
Anyway, went shopping with Mum today and happened to bump into the same stall again. And I spotted the army slippers. Slightly different but still the same army colours.
Mummy: Do you have a bigger size of this slippers?
Guy: No, that’s the last pair.
So, I tried it on again. Can fit lah.
Mummy got one slippers too.
Mummy: How much is one?
Guy: One is RM5. But you cannot buy just one. You’ve got to buy a pair so it’s RM10.
Mummy: No discount?
Guy: You buy two pairs, free one plastic bag. I can give you another plastic bag if you want.
Guy: What size do you want for this?
Mummy: I thought you said this is the last pair?
Guy: Oh yaya. Kena shoot again.
Guy: Is she your mother?
Grace: Yes.
Guy: When your mother is younger, I think she used to be a killer. Because she just shoot me just now.
:))
Mummy: Do you have a bigger size for this shoes?
Sales Attendant: What is the size of your feet?
Mummy: M
Sales attendant: What’s the size of your feet?
Mummy: M
Sales attendant: M?
Mummy: Oh! Sorry sorry. *laughing* I kept thinking about the size of my clothes.
So, my mum’s shoe size is M okay?
:))
He didn’t reply my email but instead we waited for him to come back into the pantry.
And then I started to ask him questions. This is so not Grace I tell you. I don’t know who I am during that short period of time. But it’s good.
This is not a love story, okay?
Anyway, sometimes I am very afraid of who’s reading my blog. My boss? My colleagues? Whoever you are, just don’t tell me you are reading my blog okay? Unless your love towards my blog surpasses even the highest mountains, then you can tell me.
My first boss used to ask us if we have a blog. No one really answered even though I know some of them have blogs. I don’t know lor. You see me always ranting about my daily encounters with beloved customers and if my boss reads it, what do you think he’ll think?
So kan, I’ll just write like no one’s reading. Of course, I can’t write out every details because there are limits to it. But the piece I wrote the day before yesterday was so not Grace also lor but I just had to write it lor if you know what I mean. And today, I feel so much better. I have stop imagining about things that wouldn’t happen. And instead of hiding and compiling and keeping and surpressing the feeling, I write it out even though I really feel like so malu to express it in such a way, to the whole world who’s reading this.
Something that is hard to write often give me such pleasure and contentment that is undescribable. It’s like you have finally come to terms with yourself and your feelings. Sometimes, don’t we just feel wrong to feel the way we are feeling? I feel like I’m always feeling the wrong feeling most of the time. (I think I know why, that’s cos I’m perasan.)
But then it’s okay to feel how you are feeling because that’s what feelings is all about. I used to think it’s not good to dislike things that you don’t like. So, I’m always trying to find reasons to like things that I dislike because I don’t want to feel what I was feeling. But now, sometimes I just don’t bother. Don’t like means don’t like.
Going to bed now. Have got to work tomorrow. I look forward to go to work tomorrow even though most of you will be sleeping in. I like my job lor. For the very first time, I can say this out loud.
This is one of my latest feelings, okay?
Sometimes I feel like it’s not even work. I used to be so stressed up. I used to work so fast. All I ever talked about during work, after work, during weekends was customers, customers and customers.
Now, I can listen to music instead of listening to the phone ringing all the time. I don’t talk to you about customers anymore. Sometimes, I cannot believe it is happening. There are times when the songs are so good, I want to sing out loud. But I cannot and I have to remind myself I’m in the office. So what I’ll do is to lip-sync.
Maybe the stress and pressure has not pour in yet but I guess it would be a good amount to keep me going. I want to learn more things.
One thing similar. The one I report to previously and now are very nice people. They are of the same species. Good human being. This is too good to be true. It is true so it’s really too good.
Ya, I say I want to sleep but now still tak henti-henti. So, tata and have a wonderful weekend.
Whoever wants to get married can consider me being their bridesmaid, okay? I don’t know lah. It’s like one of the things I must do before I die. I just so want to be a bridesmaid for once.
Terima kasih!
Indahnya sungguh di hari raya
Ramainya orang bersuka ria
We waited for the clock to strike 12:30pm before we rang our neighbour’s doorbell. Yes, we went to makan next door. The ayam goreng was simply delicious. Lepas tu, masa aku tengah ambil lauk, datang panggilan telefon dari True Fitness. Wei, who among you referred them to me?
Next stop is my toilet buddy’s house in Puchong. Her name is Anis. Aku sesat jalan but in the end managed to find my way with her mum’s direction. She’s got a very nice family. Her mum looks like her sister. Her Datuk is very cute and funny.
“Grace, kamu panggil saya Datuk ok?”
Her nenek bancuh teh susu for us and it was yummy.
Esok, aku pergi berraya lagi.
Saling bermaaf kita bersama
Lupakan saja sengketa lama
The day started off with 16 degree celsius.
Yeap, it was that cold. I know it was cold but I just didn’t know it was that cold. 16 degree celcius eh. I’ve never sat under an air-con that cold but today I did.
It was nice going to work today because it just didn’t feel like I’m going to work. The roads were clear and Rudy & JJ were so funny this morning. Sempena Hari Raya, they spoke Malay pula. “Say It To Me Baby” became “Katakan kepada saya Baby”.
And the funny part is when they sang, “Say it to me baby, uh huh, uh huh” became “Katakan kepada saya baby, iya iya” Aku ketawa!
And one more, “Hari Raya akan muncul esok.” The word “muncul”. Hahaha.
Had a nice talk with someone today. It’s so easy when someone understands.
Probably, the one thing that I like and enjoy during the crawl and traffic jam after work is when it gets dark enough. Because this is when the street lights light up all at once. Puts a smile across my face. It’s like magic!